Gary Numan - Machine and soul

Tekst :

She likes film
Pictures too
A friend of mine
Something new

She likes girls
Lives my dreams
Eats my face
She says Time to make me scream

No crying
She don t like tears
My one chance
Is corruption

(So get up
So get up and dance)

She likes pain
E please Bob
Some heroes
But she don t like God

She likes rock
MTV
Sex machines
She says Time to make me bleed

No romance
No surprise
My one chance
Is perversion

So this is
My secret
So this is
A new way to hide

So this is
My nightmare
And you re my
Solution

No memories
Nostalgia
My one chance
Is slow motion

So this is
The big lie
So this is
My reason to leave

So this is
My future
And you re my
Corruption

She likes speed
Low fast cars
Love and hate
Rock and roll stars

She likes cream
Long goodbyes
Someone to watch
And she says Time to make me cry

I m nervous
She scares me
My one chance
Is emotion

So this is
Religion
So this is
Something to believe

So this is
God s disease
So this is
A new kind of cure

So this is
A new world
And you re my
Machine and soul

Inne utwory

  • Remember i was vapour
  • I dream of wires
  • Check it
  • I die you die
  • I still remember
  • Rumour
  • We take mystery
  • Desire
  • Change your mind
  • This prison moon
  • Everyday i die
  • I wonder
  • Heart
  • We are glass
  • My car slides
  • Innocence bleeding

    • Losowe utwory

    From Sarah with love

    [Verse 1:]
    For so many years we were friends
    And yes I always knew what we could do
    But so many tears in the rain
    Felt the night you said
    That love had come to you
    I thought you were not my kind
    I thought that I could never feel...

    Bounce

    Seven in the evening grabbed the phone and started calling
    all my friends coz its saturday night
    i got this funky feelin before i start on leavin that tonight i ll meet the man of my life

    pre chorus:
    give me time so...

    Bitter

    Just don t imagine that I ll still remember you
    Don t even think I ll try
    I ll take my memories and drown them in my glass
    And then I ll drink a toast of bitterness and wash you from my heart

    I count the blessings that took you away from me
    I laugh...

    Stir it up

    Oh yeah
    Stir it up...

    Stir it up, little darling
    Stir it up, just like that man
    Stir it up, little darling
    Stir it up

    It s been a long, long time
    Since I ve got you on my mind, oh yeah
    And now that you are here

    I hear black

    Bad or a wet dream,
    Feelin so inbetween,
    Gun in my pocket an a target on my head.
    Right on the wrong road,
    He talks to me through dogs,
    Not sure who it is but I know it ain t God.